Moth Kinsman - Stress Ball

I don't want to get a job to buy a car to drive to work in
I don't want to leave the comfort of my house to kill a stranger

I see you rolling around with your invisible crown, you got a hell of a chip on that shoulder
At the end of the week gonna collect my pay, while I'm trying my best to get sober
Looking at your reflection in a silver spoon, must be a hell of a time trying to please you
At the end of the day you're gonna feel insane, while you're sitting around with your stress ball

I don't want to join the ranks for someone who I'll never meet
If you won't drop down to your knees to find some peace, well I won't either

I see you rolling around with your invisible crown, you got a hell of a chip on that shoulder
At the end of the week gonna collect my pay, while I'm trying my best to get sober
Looking at your reflection in a silver spoon, must be a hell of a time trying to please you
At the end of the day you're gonna feel insane, while you're sitting around with your stress ball

With your stress ball

Written by:
Timothy Kinsman

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